Look, before you think I have slipped down the garden path and am not returning, I am not a new convert to celebrity-ism. I deplore reality TV shows and have no time to live vicariously through anyone. I barely have time to live vicariously through myself.
But in wrapping Christmas and other gifts yesterday, I turned daytime TV on for some holiday shows/cheer while I wrapped. Two for one was my way of thinking.
Well, boy, in no time flat did I see the reason why this former NRA opposer would now join and invest in a great rack to store new acquisitions. In my opinion, day time TV should be shot. Right off the air. I so could not find anything meaningful but everything that was not: 50 more ways to decorate with decorations we don’t really need to buy in the first place, 100 new fantastic holiday recipes guaranteed to ensure you arrive in 2012 as a multi-bulging replica of the Michelin Man (I hope I got that cartoony tire guy’s name right). Then there is the sticky, gooey, oozing mess and message of religion. I’m sorry but Old Jules said it best on Facebook the other day:
Old Jules, why do so many people hate Christians?
People hate Christians because of their evangelism, mainly. Their implication that other human beings don’t have the good sense to know their own spirituality and the choices they make about it. If they want to know more about the faith of others they’ll ask. Giving unasked for religious or spiritual advice is bad taste, bad manners, and insufferably presumptuous.
So, you can see that I want a dose of reality that does not insult my intelligence, that offers me something to hold onto, a gem of a presence or message that hasn’t been uttered a thousand times before from soap box or other hastily imagined pulpit.
Diane Keaton’s appearance on the Ellen Show was just the hit of realism and earthiness I needed. Before I go any further, I’ll admit, I am partial to Diane Keaton and have always adored her acting. She is like Ellen Burstyn to me, I could watch those women make toast and be happy doing it, so real are they in the world and their acting roles.
Suddenly appears this angel who has adopted children in her fifties and is loving her life in her sixties, looking lovely as always and introducing us to a book written by she and her late mother. The book is largely composed of her mother’s extensive journalings. Diane said she journals but not nearly as prolifically as her mother did. However, what she said that really stirred me was how we should all write more to get “it” out of our heads. I couldn’t agree more. Health is not just physical and taking good care of our minds by writing out things is a form of not simply sharing ourselves but knowing ourselves.
As a technologically resistant type, I was at once pleased and surprised to hear what she next said. Diane said that she liked what is happening with the internet because we are all writing more than ever before. I think she is absolutely right. Because now we have people who listen, who care, who connect and visit us repeatedly to see what we might say next.
All I want to say next is: Diane Keaton, I love you!
OH! And one great big PS here now:
Not ALL daytime TV sucks. I think my channels weren’t working right until I happened upon Diane Keaton. I know we are already deep soul woman friends, maybe I may actually be lucky enough to meet her someday but even if I don’t, I’ll never forget her wise and loving sharing so openly yesterday. She really rocks life out. May I live to leave just a fraction of her brilliance in my wake.
(c) JAuroraMorealist Dec 14 2011